Skephalo- One Last Time

Amanda

I sit at my couch, waiting for Darryl to knock on the door.

I decide to turn the TV on in hopes to find something good. I grab the remote and sit back. I look at my phone and decide, I should text that girl I met, earlier this afternoon.

Zak: Hey, this is Zak. I met you at the Pine Cafe this morning! I was wondering if you were free on Friday?

???: Oh hey Zak. This is Amanda, yeah I actually have to work on Friday. How about Saturday?

Zak: Oh yeah, right. I am definitely free on Saturday. We should go see a movie?

Amanda: Sounds good. Hey I'll catch up later if my boss sees me on my phone he'll be mad. BYE!

Zak: Bye!

Zak continues to watch TV until he decides he should clean up a little more. Not that his apartment was a mess, he just wanted to tidy up for Darryl.

~30 min later~

KNOCK knock knock

I think to myself while walking towards the door, "how long does it take to get from the coffee shop to my house? He must've gotten lost."

I open the door and surely enough, there is Darryl in his black hoodie with red stripes. He looks up with his luggage bag in tow, behind him. "Sorry, it took me so long. I had to actually go to the hotel and tell them I didn't need to stay there anymore. They were really upset that I was cancelling my stay and they kept refusing to cancel. I finally got them to cancel it though." He looks exhausted.

"That's awful. Come in," I gestured behind me as I opened the door, further, with my other hand, "we can talk about it after you set up your room." I close the door behind him, and lead him to his room.

My eyes feel droopy and spots cover my vision. I watch as they disappear after about 3 minuets.

I continue to watch what ever is playing on the TV while he sets all his stuff up. I decide that I am exhausted, since it is like 10:00 pm. Even though it is very early to sleep based off my sleep schedule. But I am extremely tired.

I head to my room and close the door, I get changed into my night clothes and jump in bed. I decide to fall asleep.

~Darryls POV~

 I finish unpacking all of my stuff. I head out to where Zak was watching TV at. I look at the time 11:34, "not to bad I say to myself." He wasn't on the couch. I decided he must be in the bathroom so I head to my room to sit on my bed, and sift through Twitter.

I open the door and close it behind me, I forgot where the light switch was so I just headed for the direction the bed was in the dark. I still down on the bed. And I feel something wiggle underneath of me.

"AgGhHhhhhhhHHhH, get off of me,"  a tired voice yells from under me. I slid off the bed by the human underneath shrugging me off.  I hit the ground with a thunk. 

"Oh my GOODNESS, I am so sorry!! I thought this was my room!" I tell Zak.

"Just get out," he says. As he sits up and rubs his face, now that my eyes have adjusted to light. I leave the room and close the door. I go back out into the living room and sit on the couch, rubbing my tomato, red, embarrassed face.

Zak walks out in a very, baggy, off-white, T-Shirt and large pair of fuzzy, grey sweatpants. He looks very groggy, almost like he is sick. 

"Hey," he says quietly, "sorry about yelling at you. You absolutely terrified me." 

All I could focus on was how drained his face was. Normally people do look very drained when they wake up, but he just looked off. 

"Yeah, I should be sorry not you. I went and sat on you while you were sleeping. How are you doing?" I ask Zak, seeing if he says he feels sick, or if he just looks like this normally, after waking up.

"I feel, awful," he replies, "but don't worry."

"You should go back to bed then." I tell him.

"No- no, I really don't want to go back to bed. I didn't mean to fall asleep, besides you are the guest. I should hang out with you rather than leaving you alone." he says drearily.

"I am actually planning on going to sleep right now, so it's fine if you sleep," I tell him in a weak attempt to get him to go back to bed.

"Fine- just make sure you go to your room this time. It's on the left side of the hallway this time instead of the right. He tells me as he slowly walks to his room, hunched over. 

It looks like he really hurts a lot. "I hope he is okay," I say to myself.

I wasn't actually planning on going to sleep, I am hungry since Zak forgot about dinner. That's fine, I understand I can tell he isn't feeling that well. "Ohh," I say excitedly, "I wonder if he has any muffins," I say and look through some cupboards." I search until I find something almost as good. "Corn cake!!" I open the tub and excitedly tear a slice out, as quietly as I can trying not to wake Zak up.

I munch on the slab of corn cake, and then I decide to go to bed. I go to my room after putting the container away. I go to my room and put my pajamas on. I lay on the bed, searching through Twitter looking through fan art. "There is so much Skephalo stuff floating around today.

I mean, I think the ship is adorable, but the thought of asking Skeppy out might make him feel, kind of weird. I don't know, maybe he likes me too?" I say aloud as I fall asleep.

~Skeppys POV~

The blinding light, filtering through my closed curtains woke me up. "Ughh," I try to sit up but fail. It hurts to much. I reached my arm over and grabbed my phone off of my nightstand. I check to see what day it is. "Saturday! I have a date today, I hate to cancel it but I think I have to."

Zak: Hey, Amanda I am very sorry. I am very sick, and I won't be able to make it today. Sorry, I don't want to get you sick lets reschedule once I am feeling better. Sound good?

Amanda: No worries Zak, it is fine. I understand. Oh yes, oh course we will reschedule. Feel better soon <3

Zak: Thanks <3

I hear a knock on my door. "Who is there?!?" I don't remember anyone being over.

I hear a muffled voice, "It's me, Darryl. Just checking in on you, you were asleep all day yesterday. You had a soaring 101 degree fever. He says.

I forgot Darryl was in town, it really sucks that I got sick while he is in town. "Come in, if you want."

The door slowly opens. Darryl came in with a thermometer, and checked my fever. "Only 98 degrees right now, that is a bit better. But still you look pretty sick. Do you want something to eat?" He asks.

"Yeah, I am very hungry, but I don't think I can handle eating. So I will just burn the fever out. Will you pull the blanket up to where I can reach it please?" I ask.

He pulls the blanket up over me and softly tucks me in. "There you go," he bent over and kissed my forehead. 

What did that kiss mean?? Did he like me to? NO! He was just probably doing that in hopes to make me feel better. The thoughts take over my mind as Darryl leaves my room.

Everything hurts, and my stomach aches. I just want this fever to go away. I feel so sick. I wish Darryl would've stayed with me. He is so kind it would've made me feel a little better. He wouldn't do that though that would make him feel uncomfortable.

My head beings to hurt more as the thoughts create a huge headache on top of the sickness, that I have. I just need to sleep I tell myself. I'll feel better in  the morning.

A/N:

1,456 words baby. That's right. Sorry for the kind of cliff hanger I should be able to update tomorrow though!!!

Unless if I get excepted as a editor then, it could be a couple days! BYEEE <3